Chapter 1091

"Ye Xuan, thank you for your reminder."

In the open space, Fang Qiong, who was dressed in red and tall, opened her mouth, her beautiful white cheeks with a moving smile, and her bright eyes stared at Ye Hao.

In this regard, Ye Hao waved his hand indifferently, and this scene made Fang Jinglei's eyes twitch in front of the crowd, and the eyes of those looking forward became more and more gloomy and angry.

"Hehe, brother Ye has a unique vision. I think he must have stepped into the realm of Taoist soul in those years?"

At the edge of the open space, Fang Hong walked slowly, looking at Ye Hao strangely. "At the age of brother ye, he was able to condense the soul of Tao, but his qualification was really amazing."

Hearing the speech, Ye Hao shook his head with a bitter smile. At the same time, he was speechless at the bottom of his heart.

Although his age is really small, if he had only the cultivation of Taoist soul realm, his qualification would have nothing to do with the word "good".

However, he can also understand all this. After all, Hongzhu village is located in a remote area. Naturally, its vision and requirements for practice can not be compared with those supreme orthodoxy and immortal ethnic groups.

Looking at Ye Hao shaking his head, Fang Hong could not help but misunderstand his meaning. His eyes could not help but shrink slightly and said, "did... Brother ye had been the source of fire in the refining world and stepped into the fire burning environment?"

Ye Hao was speechless and immediately said with a wry smile, "village head, you know my current state. You don't have to mention it any more."

Fang Hong nodded in relief and sighed, "it's old and confused."

"Hum, the village head shouldn't praise him too much. Even if he had the cultivation of Taoist soul realm and even burning fire realm, he is still a waste who can't practice now!"

"Yes, what about the fire burning state? I've heard that the young leader of Muling sect is about the same age as us, but he has condensed the Dharma of heaven and earth. That's the real Tianjiao Junjie!"

"Hey, hey, it's also rumored that in the core area of Zhongzhou, among the ancient ethnic groups with incomparably long inheritance, some top core disciples have even stepped into the legendary realm of nirvana."

"A few years ago, there were rumors that there was a peerless fierce man in Donghuang who killed the supreme emperor with the cultivation of xiaoyaojing. It was so terrible that it was beyond imagination!"

"Tut tut Tut, that's an immortal figure and a real dragon among people. We can't catch up with other people's leg hair in our life."

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The younger generation in Hongzhu village kept talking about all kinds of legends they had heard in the past. They had a hard to hide respect and longing on their face. At the same time, they looked at Ye Hao disdainfully, as if they regarded themselves as those arrogant characters in the legend.

Because when they want to come, even if this unknown Ye Xuan's talent was really good in the past, but now he is just a useless man who can't practice. His life is destined to be mediocre and mediocre, and he can't be compared with them at all.

Of course, what the younger generation in Hongzhu village don't know is that the revered little Lord of Muling sect and the strong in heaven and environment in their mouth don't mention lifting shoes for Ye Hao in the past. It's estimated that they don't even have the qualification to see him.

The crowd in the field could not imagine that the unparalleled fierce man who slaughtered the supreme with ease in Donghuang was really standing in front of them now.

However, for all this, Ye Hao will not be bored to mention, because the past glory for him is like an afterlife, all like the clouds of the past.

Today, he is only a hundred years old at most, and for him, Hongzhu village may be just a transition in his few remaining lives.

"Well, instead of aiming high, it's better to practice in a down-to-earth manner. It's only half a year away from the villages in our Muling mountains. If we lose again this time, our Hongzhu village will lose the qualification to mine red bamboo. At that time..."

Fang Hongshen drank, and his face also showed a dignified and worried color, which made the originally noisy open space quiet for an instant.

Ye Hao also knew about Dabi of the villages in the former's mouth during his time in Hongzhu village.

In short, the mountain range where Hongzhu village is located is called Muling mountain range, which is controlled by a detached force, Muling sect.

In addition to Hongzhu village, there are more than ten villages large and small in the Muling mountains. In terms of strength, Hongzhu village is the most powerful. Therefore, it is also responsible for mining a kind of natural material and earth treasure called Hongzhu in the Muling mountains. It is responsible for offering it to the Muling sect in exchange for some cultivation resources, and allowing more village children to enter the sect for cultivation.

As for red bamboo, it is a second-class spiritual material. It is undoubtedly a fat difference that red bamboo village can be responsible for mining this material, which makes other villages in Muling mountain jealous.

In this regard, the Muling sect also set a rule. Every three years, many villages in the Muling mountains will have a big competition, and the final winner will be qualified to mine red bamboo.

In the past, Hongzhu village was also confident in this big ratio. However, there were some accidents in Hongzhu village last year, and some excellent young people in the village were ambushed. As the village head, Fang Hong suffered a lot of trauma in that time, and the realm fell directly from the heaven realm to the spirit realm.

Although the people of Hongzhu village have guessed about the ambush, they suffer from the lack of evidence, so they can only bear it. However, if the villages lose this competition, they can imagine that the days of Hongzhu village in the future will be unprecedented difficulties.

"Don't worry, village head. In the last half of the year, I will refine my soul and win the title in one fell swoop!"

In the dignified atmosphere, Fang Jinglei spoke like an iron tower and had a strong self-confidence on his face, which made Fang Hong look a little better. After a few words of encouragement, he turned and left.

"It's really brother Jinglei. Even the village head has great confidence in you!"

"That's natural. After Jinglei's soul is condensed, he will certainly become the first person of the young generation in Zhucun!"

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In the open space, the younger generation of Hongzhu village are surrounded by Fang Jinglei, and their faces are full of respect. Even Fang Qiong looks forward with admiration and faint regret.

"Why, you little girl also wants to go to the village contest?"

Seeing the girl's look, Ye Hao couldn't help laughing and asked.

Hearing the speech, Fang Qiong did not deny it. She sighed slightly: "the big ratio of the villages is related to the fate of Hongzhu village. Naturally, I also want to help the village. Unfortunately, I am not strong enough. Even if I go to the big ratio of the villages, I am not the opponent of the rest."

"What is the level of competition among the villages?"

Ye Hao blinked, and there was still no waves on his face.

"It's usually the later stage of the life sea or the life sea is full. Sometimes, there may be some amazing strong people in the Taoist soul state."

Fang Qiong said with regret: "it's a pity that my cultivation progress is too slow. There are still half a year left. Even if I try to practice again, I will break through to the later stage of the life sea. Even if I participate in the village competition, my strength is at the end."

"Not necessarily."

The girl sighed and fell down, but Ye Hao smiled and shook his head. He said slightly, "if you really want to go... I can help you find a way."

Fang Qiong was stunned. She immediately showed a surprised look on her pretty face and said happily, "brother Ye Xuan, do you have a way?"

Ye Hao smiled and nodded, but before he could continue to speak, a disdainful cold laughter suddenly rang out, "a waste is blowing the atmosphere again. The village head just said that Fang Qiong has just been promoted to the middle of life sea, so she must be steady. Even Bao Dan such as life sea Dan can't help her. Do you waste have a way to let Fang Qiong practice her soul in half a year?"